Series info: Part 5 of my first Owen/Ianto fiction which I have now decided to call;

Missing bits of Me Left Inside Of You

Rating: PG 13 (no sex, maybe some swearing)

Summery: Jack left (post 1x13) and Ianto couldn't deal with Torchwood anymore so after an alien encounter that turned him into a twenty-one/twenty-two year old Ianto was retconned and began a new life. That was until he met Owen Harper and suddenly things aren't so simple. In this chapter Ianto remembers and they have to face reality.

A bit sappy. Tell me what you think. Hate it? Like it? Wish you could have babies with it?

Part 5.

It's just not the same anymore.

"You don't have to do this, you know, they don't realise you've remembered. You could live a normal life." Owen said as they stood outside of the tourist information centre that led into Torchwood 3. "Especially not at this time in the morning." Owen sniffed, trying to lighten the mood. Ianto rolled his eyes but kept staring at the building intently.

"Owen, it's eight o'clock."

Owen shrugged uncomfortably. This was nearly as hard for Owen as it was for Ianto. "Still morning, isn't it."

"Come along then." Ianto said, pulling Owen by his arm. Secretly Owen was glad, it meant Ianto was still comfortable with touching him. He'd been scared that Ianto would freak out - that he'd think Owen had been taking advantage of Gareth's ignorance.

They walked into the Hub and it was like Ianto had never left. He snuck into the main area and the girls took a few minutes to realise he didn't belong there. At first there was questions, how, why, when. Ianto just shrugged them off, saying he remembered shortly after being attacked. No one thought to question why Ianto and Owen had arrived together but Owen could see it in their eyes. Soon Ianto was pouring coffee and they were off again, chasing down aliens and petty thieves along the way. Ianto got injured, a small knife wound in his upper arm. They thought for sure that he 'd tell them all to fuck Torchwood it wasn't worth it but instead he did his job and promptly sat on Owen's autopsy table when he told him to.

"You'll need a few stitches with that." Owen told him as he cleaned the wound. Ianto just sat there staring at him. The girls were watching and while Owen had no idea, Ianto did.

They were touching like lovers without even realising it. Owen's hand resting comfortably on Ianto's thigh and he was standing between Ianto's legs with Ianto's foot stroking the side of Owen's leg. It was unmistakable and the girls watched, gobsmacked.

"You are avoiding meeting my eyes." Ianto informed Owen bluntly which, of course as it was intended, forced Owen to meet Ianto's eyes.

"Never bothered you before." He said.

"Yeah. Odd thing that. We hadn't… before." Ianto said dryly.

"You sound like a woman." Owen said angrily, he was uncomfortable dealing with stuff like this.

"Right. Oh how could you Owen! I feel so betrayed, I can hardly look at you. I loved you blah de blah blah. You are right, I'm so female." Ianto said.

"Did you." Owen asked quickly. Ianto knew what he meant. Did he love him? Had Gareth loved Owen? Because it hadn't just been sex.

"I miss Jack." Ianto told him and Owen lost all hope inside. "But not as much as I thought I would. Not now I have you and Torchwood."

Fuck. "Have me? Like I'm your property." Owen said, half teasing.

Ianto smiled a wide goofy smile before bringing Owen's mouth to meet his own. "Prat." He said.

Owen raised an eyebrow. "Tosser."

"Idiot."

"Tea boy."

"Meatball surgeon." Ianto countered.

"Arse."

"You bet." And they kissed again.

"Aw! Look how cute they are." Tosh said, putting aside her own feelings that deep down she was a little hurt Owen could find it in himself to love Tosh but loved Ianto.

"Yeah." Gwen agreed, slightly weird-ed out herself. Didn't Owen like girls? Didn't Ianto love Jack?

"Stop perving on us!" Owen yelled up.

"Do some work." Ianto added, before the CCTV footage of the morgue went down.

"Oh."

"Oh. Oh indeed."

There is a few more bits and drabs until I can finished this series off completely. That is, if you want them!